In purple pleasure
plucked of pain.
Nay ! let our tears,
that fail to sadden,
Extol the truth of love's disdain !
Let deeper
silence
shield the deeper
rapture !
Hardly our eyes reveal the inward bliss,
Sealed by no speech
and shadowed by no kiss.
Love is no wizard to elude recapture
In the strong prison of his silences
!
Let deeper
silence shield the deeper
rapture !
Twin souls are we, to one Star bound in Heaven
!
Twin souls
on earth by earthly bars divided
!
But, did thy spirit glide as mine has glided
Straight
to That Star — no rose-leaves ask to leaven
The manna
that the Moon of Love provided
!
Twin souls are we, to one Star bound in Heaven
!
Not to thy presence
in the veil and vision
Of solemn
lies that men miscall the world
;
Not to thy mind the lightnings truthward hurled
I turn.
I laugh dead distance to derision !—
Spirit to spirit
: there our loves are curled,
Not to thy presence
in the veil and vision !
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